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Published at 8th of October 2021 02:08:39 PM


Chapter 274: 274

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"But it's also a strange design that it's related to honor as well as strength."

This world is where human tactical weapons obey the rules and commands of weaker humans.

It may also be God's plan to prevent oppression by force that the outside powers cling to honor and grace.

The knights of Albion make a covenant with the king, and Bruneen's knights make a vow to their princesses.

He swore an oath to the head of a clan meeting in Unica, and in Serica, he became a soldier of the heavenly bodies.

However, carolinger's knights, who rebelled against the king, were derailed by the hanging of the declaration of loyalty, and were scattered after the fall of the Etensel royal family.

Among the knights who committed suicide to the revolutionary government, those who survived were low-level ether respondents who were not much different from ordinary soldiers.

Ether respondents, who were born during the reign of Victor Moro and pledged allegiance to the president, are still not old enough to reach a higher level.

Due to this, the damage from carolinger's drinking was more severe than that of other countries.

It was behind the "world that knights and wizards may dominate the world with violence because they have superior abilities, but is strictly bound by human laws and conventions, or the glory of honor and duty."

I know that these children must be just and honorable to do their part as knights to overcome future turmoil.

However, Clay cannot help but think. The fact that Arthur and other children are still young.

Click, click.

Isiel took out his watch and opened his mouth.

"Mr. Arthur, it's too late to talk about it. Let's break the news. Clay, why don't you take a rest?"

I thought there would be no end to it, so I said a word considering Arthur and Clayo's condition.

Arthur, who tapped his knee, raised his voice as if he had finally remembered something.

"Oh, right. I'm not here to play. I was just here to tell you our next lab!"

"Where are you?"

Originally, it was a capital defense university with a lot of practice, but the number of field dispatches has increased even more since the appearance of the first baseman. I heard that I have to go to practice after the midterm exam, but I forgot because I was busy.

"Kission's own masterpiece!"

Clay was visibly pleased.

"That's not the actual training site for the Capital Defense College, is it? What a surprise."

I was wondering if there was an excuse to stop by the self-correcting order at least once, but I didn't expect an opportunity in this direction.

"We've officially registered soldiers and knights this time. I guess that's why I got a permit for the practice paper. I think the dean took care of the assignment of the practice paper because he found out that I and Isiel weren't going well. The old man is pretty good."

"What's wrong with you talking to the dean?"

"Hey! You cursed the old man for his energy.”

"That's... just because there's so much I'm told to do."

Arthur, why are you so attentive to swearing at the professor? Are you embarrassing me?

Anyway, according to Jebedi's direct assignment, the Kishion military camp in the spring seemed to have been completed properly.

It seems that the dean was concerned that Isiel and Arthur could not return home during the summer vacation.

After finishing his speech, Arthur cleared his seat. Clayo got up following the aesthetic and walked toward the dormitory with the two.

At the entrance of the men's and women's dormitories, Clayo rummaged through his bag and took out a package.

"Issiel, this is a new guntle. You and Chelsea and the twins. It's good that I kept it because I couldn't meet you. You tell him."

This guntle was more luxurious than the last one. Based on the Mana Stone Diamond, it was a [defensive] harness Tiplume Guntlet, which increased its strength by combining the knowledge injected by Jebedy.

It was completed already, but it was not handed over at night because it was not accessible to female students' dormitory.

Clayo had never returned to the dormitory at sunrise.

Isiel blinked as if he was speechless.

Arthur was the only one who glanced into his pocket.

"Wow, diamonds! This is so shiny that I can't even put it on because it's too precious to use. You said you were too busy to sleep, but when did you do this again?"

Clayo, who was yawning with tears on the corners of his eyes, said.

"Ha-am. When you're busy, you want to escape the reality with something else. Lady Dionne, who had a hard time getting supplies after expanding her Lacenti department store, wanted to give up her embroidery she had never done before."

"Oh, my. If you're tired, you should just sleep. Why do you do something else?"

Arthur specializes in using his body, and he doesn't seem to know because he's still young. If the poverty is too high, you can't fall asleep easily even if you lie down to sleep.

In fact, Clayo didn't bother to say that he wakes up even when he tries to sleep when he thinks of the "Park's Window" that Aslan wears around his shoulder as if he were looking for a glimpse.

You can't understand this trivial and trivial grudge.

"What are you talking about when you're here and you're up here. No matter how much the prosecutor may sleep less.But please both of you sleep at least once every three days. Don't fight with the lights off all night."

Of course, we do it while looking at the situation. I don't overdo it enough for you to worry about."

"Yeah! How thorough is she? If my posture gets any worse, I'll tell him to go to sleep."

"I can't believe your standards.”

"You should take care of yourself before we worry about you said.

The endless conversation of the three ended by Master Liu Ba's nagging, "Why aren't you coming in and standing there being frosted?"

It was a friendly night after a long time.

***

Sunday of the week

Clayo looked into the mirror after a long time.

In the meantime, every day has flown by to read the data, find the literature, memorize what has been found and arranged, reinforce the boundaries, and apply magic methods.

If I had a motive to study with him, I would have given him a presentation, but the class with Jevedi was always 1:1 and there was no room to run away.

In addition, he had to reduce sleep by repeatedly circulating the ether to fill the ether bowl, which had become much wider than before.

Meanwhile, a new car was bought at the Asher mansion.

Since there was no owner who always stayed, it was a mansion with no Martha and no carriage, but I thought it was a good replacement.

Recently, I rushed to buy a small but usable car after hearing that a pneumatic tire was invented in a carollinger.

Then, the owner of the mansion was asked to learn how to drive. The most prominent was a young maid named Mira. She got a better salary and a new hat and uniform.

If the same thing happened last time, the mansion was told to get in the car together and get out of the capital.

Mrs. Canton once again looked like a mother sending her son to the army and drew her eyes with a handkerchief when she said, "You can get back any amount of money, but life is not."

As a result of such a hectic day, Clayo's face reflected his overwork.

It was originally dark under the eyes, but it was black and long. Even though I had gained a little weight, I slipped away like a flat balloon.

Clayo, who was sweeping the flaky and flaky cheeks, thought.

'I'm sure you'll hear Dionne say something.’

The young businessman, who still boasts a strange taste, would say, "I'm going to overlook your face, how can you handle it like this!" or "Apply some vergamo oil on your hair!"

I knew it wouldn't be possible to deceive my eyes, but Clayo put a comb on his hair with a broken end, and he usually made a dimple while looking in the mirror.

I put on the jacket Dionne sent me and used a hair ribbon. Because she realized that following her words was more comfortable.

It was my first outing in a few weeks.

Across from St. Regvette Square, not far from Dionne's office, a Sherica-style teahouse decorated with eaves opened from the front of the building.

When I went up with the guidance of a clerk dressed in silk, Dionne pretended to know first.

Although it is always a popular tourist attraction, Dione, a major investor, occupied a quiet and promising second-floor terrace.

"Are you here, young master? I totally forgot my face. Your hair grew a lot, too. Egg, they're asking you to see your face. What is this!”

"I'm sorry, Lady Dionne. I've been really busy studying."

"I heard you've been working hard lately. I'm not going to blame you, so sit down. I ordered the oolong tea. It's the best supply from our company.”

Both of them had a bamboo platform and a multi-purpose tray such as their seats were prepared.

"It's not just a bad smell, it's quite a full-fledged taxicabove.

Dione swept the lotus flowers carved on the tea table, a spoon used to scoop tea leaves, with his fingertips.

"The wind goes out in no time because I'm not good at selling exotic food. I've only invested in it, but it's my first time coming here, and I like the details."

"I think it would be a very impressive place for the citizens of the capital to like Lady."

"I really hope so. Anyway, we have a lot of good news today, so look forward to it."

Dionne, who stopped by Levy's office, took out a familiar envelope from her briefcase.

It was a book that summarized Clayo's third-quarter earnings.

'Oh, the envelope is thicker than usual.’

"Ta-da! Look at this. I've adjusted the rent for the site of the Dennejest Hotel. Since the land price has gone up so much, a special contract has been activated. We raised our rent to five million dinars!"

In addition to the maintenance, repair, management, and confidentiality costs related to real estate, her earnings, which receive an 8% commission on the total annual rent, also jumped.

A bright smile appeared on his fine face.

But Clayo, who couldn't join her joy, asked back coldly. Wasn't the contract renewed five years later?

"A special appointment?"

"You read the contract back then. Did you forget?"

the spring of the year before last, which had already felt distant

I saw the contract written by Dione and Catarina together. But if it remained pure in my head, of course I forgot.

Clayo quickly clung to the 'promise' function. The scroll of memory that came to mind fluttered around at great speed.

"Well, I mean, if the annual rent reaches less than 4% of the official land price, it can be readjusted within five years…That's a special agreement."

"That's right! As expected, your memory is extraordinary, like a cannabis who saved the capital. Read the details yourself."

Clayo also began to turn over the documents with a vague smile, as there was no reason to show his disgrace.

a moon angle

by leaps and leaping

In the meantime, Dionne skillfully threw away the first tea water and poured warm water back into the green tea leaves.

get a teacher out of the car He looked good at learning, but he looked really excited to see how bustling he was.

Although she stands out as a young businessman, she has not given up managing Clayo's real estate, a source of cash.

No matter what anyone says, the two are in a contract that entwines their hearts.

"After we decided to set up a new grid at the Youngui train station, the land price of the hotel was very high. It is the first time in history that the price of young people has overtaken the West Bank. It's finally over 100 million dinars."

100 million dinars.

This means that the value of real estate alone has reached 100 billion won, not the entire asset.

Clay looked down at the papers in his hand again.

It was a number that didn't feel real even when I looked at it twice.

Eugenia Ranieri

"Now, Clay, you're considered one of the major landowners of Lundane. Of course, my commission is an unprecedented amount."

"If the land price goes wild, the rent would have gone up a lot, but there will be a lot of complaints from porters working near the station."

After the midterm exam, Clayo thought that he should go to Fran's attic and pour gold coins next to the bed bridge.

Transportation is good, the view is good, and the food is not common, so wouldn't it be a big problem if you were kicked out due to a lack of rent?

I couldn't think of a sharp number when I thought about how to give the gold coin to Fran, who was still less relaxed.

'There's no way I can open my eyes to a real estate millionaire. I don'

"That's why the great prince began to build a royal public house for workers and the common people in the land of the yolk. Well, you're the one who made this the yolk of land."

"I didn't know this because I was stuck in school. By the way, where on the east is the site for such a large complex?"

"It's the land that's left behind the station east of the yard.”

"Oh, I remember. The other day, when the beast appeared, Chell used it as a temporary airfield and took off the plane."

"I can't do that anymore. I was wondering why he left it there, and he's a great man, just like he's looking ahead."

It's a compliment when it comes to the story, but when you combine the snort, exaggerated intonation, and folding up the fan, it was a rather acrimonious laugh.

"…isn't he such a great and outstanding person?"

I've never told you in detail about being taken to the Interior Security Department, but who's Dionne?

She speculated that Gideon might have taken Clay out of the basement of the North Gate on a large bail.

And the fact that Melchior was behind it, too.

Nevertheless, it is not just because of the contract that he remained faithful to Clayo without changing his attitude at all.

Dionne had a rather bold anti-bone tendency, not showing off.

Beyond the race fans, the shining eyes were filled with coolness that was not swept away by the enthusiasm that shook the capital.

"The T-flume coal mine, and the railroad and industrial complex we've prepared in advance... The King's deputy, don't you think he might have a similar scar? You never take off your gloves."

"Well, rumors are just rumors. People who are precious don't show their bare skin very well."

"Assuming that the rumor is true. Then why didn't you defend the gate of Manemoshin to burst? Who knows the future like a palm?"

Clay knows the answer.

Because Melchior wants the world to be shaken by uncertainty and confusion, and thus permanently depart from orbit.

It is a truth beyond description.

The young man, who turned over his drooping bangs, savored the scent of oolong tea, which had been moved to his uncle's house, and saved his words.

Anyone should know less about Melchior. For your own safety and well-being.

However, Dionne's wisdom in recognizing Melchior's regression with only fragmentary clues was truly remarkable

With Clayo's blatant avoidance of more information than Dionne himself, the watery eyes were shaded under the eyelashes.

Thack.

Dionne, who folded the fan, changed the topic as if she had a meaningful face and a switch.

"Well, the opening of the gate of Manemoshine was a huge event, but it was in the past anyway. Everyone's talking about Royal Wedding now.”

"Ah... that thing. From young maids to faculty members, it was a big topic.”

"Yes, of course! The press is going crazy about the wedding news. Look at this."

Another pile of newspapers and magazines popped out of Dionne's briefcase.

Whose royal wedding is, Aslan Rio?It was the marriage between him and his fiance, Eugenia Ranieri.

Aslan was the first Albion prince to be engaged in this generation, and his homecoming with his fiance boosted the festive mood right after the parade.

Unlike the prince, who was a cursed prince with serious defects in his childhood and later had no marriage due to the influence between the old and new aristocrats, the marriage of the second prince was taken lightly.

As it was right after the shocking incident, I didn't know that I needed a slope to erase the memory.

Melchior also seemed to ignore the media's overheated competition without holding back the atmosphere of Aslan's wedding.

It was not a liver but a taciturn. The Interior Security Office's media censorship system is still in place.

"But Melchior was wrong, too. If Aslan makes a happy family, he'll double the extra points of the widower's crown.'

Having a decent family is a basic condition required by royalty and politicians until the 21st century.

I don't know if the second prince caught the mouse with his hind legs or not.’

Now even Aslan seemed to realize some of the power of the public I despised.

It was a great development compared to the past, even if it was intended to overturn everything once it took power after exploiting the public's support.

It was unimaginable in the last manuscript that Aslan personally waved in front of the common people and responded to the cheers.

"Just by introducing the fiancee's name like that, it's a very well-consulted setting."

This was not an idea that could come from those noble Julaika or the hard-headed Bruneen military personnel.

Hester, again?’

Hester Ward, who went to Aslan camp, must be a troublesome and terrible variable.

Melchior would be very interested in the situation, but Clay only felt a throbbing sensation in the warm tea water.

Bruneen's relationship with Albion was long and short, so the two countries' national feelings toward each other were not so good.

Princess Eugenia softened Albion's antipathy by suggesting that her father's side was a mixture of Carolingian and Portuguese blood.

Eugenia had a very long name, like a noble mixed with the blood of many kingdoms, but the name she introduced herself to was her father's saint Ranieri.

Neither Etencelle nor Castileien, but the Fogori royal family's Banggye Castle was a perfect match for the name Eugenia.

Clayo took a closer look at the magazine, listening to Dionne's explanation.

The luxurious wife's magazine was printed in lithography and even colored, giving a detailed picture of the princess' appearance.

As the manager said in Ezeth's vineyard, the princess was a considerable beauty and had a very classical appearance.

Young-ae looked much younger than my age of 25 because of her small height, round body shape, warm purple eyes and beautiful cheeks.

As Aslan is a sixth cousin, she also had black hair that was not reflected in the light, but her fluffy curly hair was so cute that her impression was quite different from Aslan and Julica.

Aslan, who escorted her fiancee from Eugenia, looked strong and friendly.

"This painting doesn't look like a grim prince who's rumored to kill his own horse and dog. Now that we're in the 9th period, we're not just good at playing Melchior.’

The rumor that Swain Temple secretly told me in the past has now completely disappeared.

Aslan is no longer a tailspin, he is a high-profile dynastic hero. He was not the one who could spread bad rumors without clear evidence.

Phallacs.

The next page was followed by an interview with Eugenia.

I'm good at carolinger and albion, very friendly and bright, and my favorite flower is Baek Ilhong....

"That's why the white-and-white brooch is a bit boring.”

"Oh, it's the princess' favorite flower, but she's going to compete with other businesses."

"Yes, I think it would be different to put a T-flume wire in a 1:1 size jewel flower like Baek Il-hong to shine."

"It's going to draw a lot of attention because it's going to be a shiny bouquet if you collect them, but considering the cost of the production, the profits will be small."

"The more expensive it is, the more attractive it is. It's not just in Korea. The Royal Wedding is a waiting party. If the royal family gets married, the popular items of the year will sell several times more! In any country, the newly rich want to do something similar to the Queen's aristocracy at their wedding."

I didn't get the inspiration.

Clayo opened a scroll of "Promise" to find out about Eugenia Ranieri in vain.

She, too, was not even mentioned in the previous manuscript.

Since Emperor Joachim chose Aslan as his successor without lying on the sickbed, there was no reason to hurry up his marriage.

"No matter how much the manuscript fades, his deterrence is no joke. Wouldn't it be highly likely that the second prince of Albion will die as a widower again?’

Clayo collected his voice and made as convincing a look as possible.

"The teahouse was good, but why don't you think more about the luxury of the wedding? No one knows what will happen until you take an oath in front of the statue.”

The two men, Dione and Clayo, had formed a kind of economic community.

Clayo, who didn't want Dionne's business to falter, gently dissuaded her, citing general opinion.

In the previous world, many people broke up after taking invitations. Wouldn't it be similar to where people live?

"If it's your advice, I'll keep it in mind. It makes sense. I'll keep in mind that the items that come up because of trends and public opinion are often stuck in the mud because of that very public opinion."

"Thank you for listening. Of course, at first, you can attract money from other businesses with Royal Wedding-related products, but it might make you angry."

"Look at his tone. He's such an old man, but when he gets back to school, he still has to take the train with his colleagues to practice, which makes me feel absurd.”

"There's nothing to be absurd about....”

People from all walks of life have told me that I look like an old man a thousand times, so now my ears are not itchy anymore.

I can't even spit out the age I actually ate.

"Yeah, so I'll say that he's as funny and proud as a child pretending to be an uncle. This lab is the Cyclion site? I'll visit your friends' hometown. Well, that sounds like fun. Oh, I miss you. I remember going to Colpos when I was in third grade."

Dionne, who didn't know what Clayo and his friends had done at Jezens Castle, called for safety this time.

"We're all looking forward to it."

"Look forward to it... Hmm, is there something else you're planning on doing?"”

Dionne shuffled a random envelope into Clayo's magazine.

"We paid for the customer's order with confidentiality items."

"I know. If the mana stone that's blocked the circuit ground burns with an ether reaction, don't ask me why I ordered anything unusual, such as a substrate that's starting to work.”

Clay checked the contents of the envelope.

When it detects an ether, the mana stone burns, and then the circuit is connected and operated.

The finish of the substrate, which was blocked by the mana stone Alexandrite, which is highly sensitive to ether, was as delicate as a seal.

Clay smiled satisfied at the finished product as it was ordered.

'Oh, this is... something Dionne deserves to see inside.'

Of course, the most reliable person for Clayo was Dione. She would not disclose information about her customers anywhere.

"We're close colleagues, but don't we need to have something we don't know about each other to add freshness to our relationship? I hope Lady Dionne will have a safe trip to Pedro."

"Oh, my master Clayo can get married now. Playing with Chelsea must have made you feel more relaxed! Okay, thank you. See you later!"

In fact, it was not a business trip that Clay was really worried about. If possible, I wanted Dion to go on a business trip for a long time. The capital city was dangerous when the next remembered world opened.

'It's good to be gone for a while.’

He reset the boundaries around the gates of Manemosine, explained to Jebedi what was going to happen, and made an announcement to Ezra and his deputy Darya, who returned to the head of the Capital Defense Corps' task force, so he wanted to leave the capital for a while.

It was time to go to the Kishion Territory.




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